"I refuse to associate with swine, and you are no longer human."
The indifferent and refined voice spread, like an echo preceding Gu Wen's incense.
The Lord Emperor's gaunt and sunken eye sockets visibly widened, as did those of everyone else.
Qingcang always had a way with shocking words. Despite being the first Immortal of the Human Race, he was the most human-like, not concealing his contempt for the Lord Emperor.
He then stepped forward to stand beside Gu Wen, his slender jade-like fingers patting Gu Wen's back, gently pushing him half a step forward.
"In terms of talent, you are not a match for my disciple, and you fall short in virtue too,"
The Emperor's expression turned slightly grim, his fists clenched as he retorted, "No matter how talented he is, he can't help you right now, while I have become an Immortal, the only Immortal of the Human Race who will help you!"
The more he spoke, the louder his voice grew, like a child desperate for his parents' approval.
